It's just that this boss is from Japan. Zhang Yang magnified this kind of flattery to an infinite extent, even raising the people around him to the perspective of a traitor. How could he not be wronged and angry?
"You damn dare to curse?" Translator Yu's voice started to tremble, and his whole body was shaking.
"No, calling you pigs and dogs, I think it is an insult to the reputation of pigs and dogs."
"Baga, teach him a lesson."
Fujita-kun behind him couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and shouted to the bodyguard beside him.
Feng Yanran was still smiling wildly, but when she saw the big man in a black suit rushing over, her heart immediately lifted.
Not only him, but also the onlookers stopped laughing and were sweating for Zhang Yang. Of course, no one of them was willing to come out to help.
"Fujita-kun, don't get angry. Let's take action first. If the police come, it won't be easy to explain."
Yu Translation wished that the bodyguard would give Zhang Yang a lesson, but he also knew that the arrival of the police would definitely make things more complicated.
To deal with these problems, you still have to explain yourself before and after. It is thankless and thankless, and you don't want to cause trouble, so you speak out to stop it.
"What are you afraid of? I don't believe the Chinese police dare to do anything to me?"
Fujita-kun looked arrogant and fearless, and shouted in broken Chinese.
"The other party is beating someone, is there any way to do it?"
Zhang Yang was about to teach the bodyguard a lesson when he heard a familiar voice shouting loudly.
Looking sideways, he saw that it was Feng Yanran who was shouting at the onlookers around him, regardless of his status and face.
As if he was being bullied, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and started making calls.
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing, knowing that this girl had learned the lesson.
By doing this, she undoubtedly put herself in the perspective of a weak person. There were so many onlookers, so even if the police came and wanted to favor the other party, they would have to be wary.
The other party's bodyguard didn't care about this, and without any pause, he punched him in the face.
Zhang Yang lowered his head to dodge, dodging the opponent easily, and at the same time gently poked the Yangling point on the big man's knee with his finger.
thump!
The big man's knees weakened and he knelt down on one leg. However, the inertia of hitting Zhang Yang was not eliminated, and he fell to the ground.
Zhang Yang didn't stop at all, he stepped forward and was in front of Fujita-kun like a ghost.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and five red finger prints immediately appeared on the thin face.
Yu Translator didn't expect that Zhang Yang, who looked so thin, could be so good at fighting.
I couldn't help but show off when I was guarding my boss, so I could only rush forward and hug him.
Zhang Yang remembered Fujita-kun's arrogance just now, and without caring about the translation, he pressed his knee hard against Fujita-kun's lower abdomen.
ah……
Fujita-kun let out a scream and squatted on the ground with his hands on his stomach.
When the bodyguard heard the news, he ignored the pain and numbness in his knees, limped forward, and hugged Zhang Yang around the waist with the translator.
"Stop." A voice shouted, and the onlookers stepped aside, and two men in police uniforms walked in.
Next to the road, there was a police car with its lights flashing.
Two police officers were on patrol when they received a call from Feng Yanran and rushed over within a few minutes.
"Comrade police, they are beating people." Feng Yanran walked over quickly and said to the police.
The police, one tall and one short, all had serious expressions on their faces. They looked at Feng Yanran and said solemnly: "Did you call the police just now?"
"Yes, our cars accidentally bumped into each other just now. They got out of the car and beat them up."
Feng Yanran pretended to be pitiful, but she was so presentable that Zhang Yang even secretly extended his thumbs up to praise her.
"Let go quickly."
The tall policeman shouted loudly, and Yu Translator and the bodyguard who hugged Zhang Yang released Zhang Yang.
"Comrade police, you have to see clearly, he beat Mr. Fujita. You can't let such a lawbreaker go."
When Translator Yu saw the police coming, he was breathing heavily, with his usual arrogant look on his face, and said.
The policeman glanced at the Cadillac, then at Zhang Yang, and began to weigh things up in his mind.
It is not news that the Japanese are domineering in China. Superior leaders have also explained that when dealing with disputes involving international friends, we still need to pay attention to the external impact.
The so-called external influence is nothing more than fear of causing dissatisfaction among these people and telling foreign media how to be bullied.
"Comrade police, please don't listen to these people's nonsense. People's eyes are sharp."
Bang!
With an innocent look on his face, Zhang Yang suddenly turned around and put his knee heavily on the face of Fujita-kun who was squatting on the ground. He staggered, hit his head on the car door, and sat down on the ground.
Because the front of the car was blocking this scene, although the two policemen heard the sound, they could not see it at all.
Mr. Fujita was hit on the face again. He would definitely not suffer such injustice. He was so angry that he endured the pain and got up.
"Baga, I have to beat you to death."
After standing up, he waved his fist and hit Zhang Yang on the back.
Zhang Yang had been prepared for a long time. Fujita-kun's weak body was no match for him. He grabbed his hair and pressed him against the car glass.
"Stop, you dare to continue beating people while you are guarding us?" the tall policeman shouted to Zhang Yang with a sullen face.
"I was acting in self-defense, comrade policeman. You're not going to tell me not to fight back when you hit me, or when I'm scolded, right?"
Zhang Yang showed an angry look on his face and continued: "No matter how arrogant the Japanese people are, this is still our territory of China. How can we let them do evil and bully others?"
"That's right, they obviously hit people first."
"Yes, everyone can testify for this young man."
"Are Japanese dogs great? Why are they so domineering in China?"
…
When people around him saw the police arriving, Mr. Fujita started to beat him up. Although he was held down by Zhang Yang, they still felt that the foreigner was too arrogant, and they all expressed their dissatisfaction and anger.
"Comrade police, they have gone too far. Is there any way to do this?" Feng Yanran said with aggrieved face.
Anyone who sees such a beautiful beauty standing pitifully in front of her cannot help but feel pity.
The two police officers also understood that if they favored Mr. Fujita and others at this time, it would definitely arouse public outrage, and they could not bear this responsibility.
"Don't worry, everyone, no matter who breaks the law in China, they will be punished by law."
The tall policeman waved to the people to be quiet, and said to the policeman beside him: "Take them all back to the police station."
"No, we have urgent matters and we can't waste time."
As soon as he heard that he was going back to the police station, Translator Yu's face was immediately filled with nervousness.
After arriving at the police station, after a lot of trouble in taking the confession and taking notes, I realized that the tall policeman's attitude may not be biased towards his side, and it would be better to keep the big issue out of the minor issue.
"How can this be done? You can't leave until the matter is investigated clearly."
"But……"
"Comrade police, I don't think it's necessary to go to so much trouble. Although we suffer a bit, we Chinese people are still very generous. As long as they admit their mistakes and apologize, I will forgive them."
Zhang Yang thought to himself, it would be easier to just stop when the situation is good. Guarding so many onlookers would be easier.
If they favor each other back at the police station, there will definitely be a lot of trouble. Even if they are not partial, the process will be delayed for a long time.
The Three Kingdoms Invitational Tournament is tomorrow, so there is no need to be distracted by such things.
"Do you agree to mediation?" the tall policeman asked the translator.
"Let me ask Fujita-kun."
Translator Yu didn't dare to make the decision privately, so he turned around and walked up to Mr. Fujita, chirping in a bird's language, seemingly trying to persuade him.
If Mr. Fujita can admit his mistake and apologize, it will definitely be the best result for the tall policeman.
He maintained a fair face in front of so many onlookers, and the foreigner took the initiative to admit his mistake, so he could easily explain himself to the leader.
Even if the foreigner is arrogant, the tall policeman is not a fool. The five bright red finger prints on Mr. Fujita's face and the red mark on his forehead cannot be done intentionally, right?
There was also a bodyguard in a black suit and sunglasses with a cool look on his face. He also walked with a limp. It was hard to tell who hit whom.
"Fujita-kun has agreed to the settlement, so this matter is over." Translator Yu came back and said.
"What do you think?" the tall policeman breathed a sigh of relief and asked Zhang Yang.
"It's not about reconciliation, it's about making him apologize."
"You..." Translator Yu pointed angrily at Zhang Yang, but was speechless.
"Comrade police, reconciliation and apology are two different things."
Zhang Yang's face was full of determination. He looked around and then continued: "It doesn't matter if they hit me, but they insult us Chinese people. This is not acceptable. I must apologize."
Of course, he did not have such a strong sense of patriotism. He just felt that guarding so many onlookers would make him appear to be a national hero.
"Yes, sorry!"
"You have to admit your mistake and apologize to us."
…
When the onlookers heard his sonorous and powerful words, their national dignity immediately made their blood boil, and they waved their arms and shouted.
At this time, more and more people were watching the excitement, and Translator Yu's face became increasingly ugly. Even Mr. Fujita behind him lost his arrogance and showed a nervous look on his face.
"Apologise." There was a hint of helplessness in the tall policeman's words.
"I'll go talk to Fujita-kun."
The translator returned to Fujita-kun again and explained in a vague manner.
Mr. Fujita's small eyes were not scanning the crowd, but at the same time he glanced at Zhang Yang bitterly, walked over and said, "I'm sorry, let's wait and see."
"Okay, I forgive you, get out of here." Zhang Yang showed a winner's smile.
"Get out of here quickly."
"Get out of China and never come back."
…
Amid the roars of laughter and curses from the onlookers, Mr. Fujita and the others got into the car and drove away in a hurry.
When the tall policeman saw that the matter was resolved satisfactorily, he asked the onlookers to disperse and walked towards the police car not far away.
"Who did you learn to yell without shame?" Zhang Yang joked, squinting his eyes while sitting in the car.
"Those who are close to ink are black."
"Really? It's a pity that such pure thoughts have been polluted."